It's 2:00 AM
I'm wide awake and sitting passing time until the rest of the family emerge from their respective cocoons. For the first time that I care to remember, I'm struggling. Last Thursday my father passed away after a year long battle with cancer. I was with him during his last hours and it was a tough day all round. Add to that an imminent house move in three weeks time and it's fair to say I really am struggling at the moment. I can't sleep very well and the old mind is a constant hurricane of crap.
And that's that